mtlumby2d Chapter 568: The Death Knell of the General Attack on the Southern Government
Chapter 568: The Death Knell of the General Attack on the Southern Government
"Hua Chenggui is a bastard! His wife and daughter are still under my control, and he dared to betray us. I must kill his entire family!" Huang Changlin roared, his voice echoing in the empty hall, sounding particularly harsh and shrill.
He clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white from the force, and his whole body was shaking. His eyes showed resentment, and the anger and unwillingness almost overflowed from his eyes. Hua Chenggui was his right-hand man whom he had always trusted very much, and his betrayal was undoubtedly a heavy blow to Huang Changlin.
Chang Tai stood aside, looking at Huang Changlin calmly. He knew the anger and pain in the hearts of the two Huang brothers at this time. But he also knew that the most important thing now was to stay calm and make plans for their future.
"In the United States, Wang Jin's son, California State Assemblyman Wang Ting, has forcibly taken Hua Chenggui's family away from the Song family." Chang Tai spoke slowly, his voice low and powerful.
His words were like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of the Huang brothers hard. Huang Changfeng and Huang Changlin were stunned. They didn't expect that the matter would even involve the powerful people in the United States.
"This was all premeditated." Chang Tai continued, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes, "The northern bandits have already made all the arrangements."
The Huang brothers were stunned. They didn't expect things to be so complicated and difficult. For a moment, they felt extremely depressed and angry, as if there was a fire burning in their hearts.
Song Yuanqing was comforting her son softly, and at the same time, she looked at Chang Tai, with a firm light in her eyes: "Atai, you have given everything you can for the Southern Country and the Huang family. No matter what the result is, I will face it with you calmly. I will stay here and not go anywhere. As long as Feng'er and Lin'er can live well, it is enough."
The next morning, just as the sky was turning pale, the expeditionary army's horns resounded through the sky. Nearly 100,000 troops lined up in the morning light like giant steel dragons, ready to go. Wanbei City stood tall in front of us, and the stone bricks on the city wall shone with a cold and hard light under the morning sun, as if telling the fate it was about to face.
Chen Tong stood on the high command platform, his eyes like torches, scanning the troops below. Behind him, a huge military flag fluttered in the morning breeze, with the words "China Expeditionary Force" embroidered on it, showing the majesty and glory of this army.
"Attention all units, the order to attack is about to be issued. Be sure to maintain formation and obey commands!" Chen Tong's voice spread throughout the battlefield through the loudspeaker, and every soldier could hear his instructions clearly.
Suddenly, a deafening sound of cannon blasted through the sky, like the roar of a giant dragon, shaking everyone's heart. Then, the artillery fire poured down like a rainstorm, blowing up the walls of Wanbei City into smoke and dust, and rubble flew everywhere.
"Charge!" With Chen Tong's order, the soldiers rushed towards the city wall like arrows from a bow. In the hail of bullets, they were fearless and marched forward bravely. For a moment, the sound of gunfire, shouting, and fighting on the battlefield rose and fell, merging into a tragic symphony.
On the city wall, the remaining southern troops were also fighting desperately. Although they were few in number, their morale was extremely high. Every shell and every bullet represented their perseverance and faith in their homeland.
"Brothers, hold on! We are the last glory of the South!" A Southern general waved the sword in his hand and shouted loudly. Although his voice was hoarse, it was full of power.
However, facing the expeditionary force's overwhelming offensive, the remaining southern troops gradually became powerless. Their defense line gradually collapsed under the bombardment of artillery fire, and the soldiers fell one after another.
The expeditionary army's twelve artillery positions were distributed in different directions, staring at the walls of Wanbei City with eager eyes. More than 2,000 artillery pieces, each one was like a beast ready to go, waiting for the moment to show its might.
Following the commander's order, the artillerymen quickly and orderly began to fire. The first to fire was the powerful 208-caliber Thor's Hammer. The artillerymen skillfully loaded the ammunition and adjusted the muzzle angle. When everything was ready, there was a loud bang, and the shells came out of the gun, drawing a dazzling arc and heading straight for the city wall.
The roar of Thor's hammer shook the earth, as if even the ground was shaking. The shells accurately hit a key part of the city wall, and with a loud bang, a huge gap was torn in the city wall, and rubble and dust were scattered everywhere, the scene was shocking.
Soon after, other artillery positions also began to bombard. For a moment, the entire battlefield was filled with the rumble of artillery and the sky was filled with flames. Shells rained down on the city wall, blasting it into pieces and filling the air with smoke.
The shells kept falling on the city walls like messengers of death, each one carrying a destructive force that was shocking.
Under the bombardment of artillery shells, the city wall seemed to have turned into a sea of fire. The flames from the explosions reflected on the faces of the soldiers, showing their fear and despair vividly. Their bodies were constantly shaking under the baptism of artillery fire, and sweat mixed with mud, sticking to their skin, making them feel extremely depressed and suffocated.
Some soldiers were hit by shrapnel, and blood gushed out from their wounds, staining their clothes and hands red. They groaned in pain, holding their wounds tightly with their hands, but the bleeding still could not be stopped. Their eyes were full of helplessness and despair, as if they had seen the end of their lives.
Other soldiers were blown away by the bombardment of artillery fire, their bodies drew a sad arc in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground. Their limbs were already incomplete, and blood mixed with mud on the ground formed patches of red and black colors. Those soldiers who were still breathing could only watch their comrades fall one by one, their hearts filled with endless grief and anger.
The fortifications on the city walls gradually collapsed under the bombardment of artillery fire, and bricks, stones and wood flew everywhere. The defense line of the soldiers stationed in the South began to become messy, and their formation was broken up by the artillery fire, and they could only fight on their own. However, facing such fierce artillery fire and charge, their resistance seemed increasingly weak.
A Thor's Hammer shell slammed into the eastern city gate tower like the wrath of hell. A deafening explosion sounded instantly, as if the entire world was shaking at this moment.
The gate tower collapsed instantly under the bombardment of the shells, bricks and stones flew everywhere, and dust rose up. The originally solid city wall was also torn apart by this blow, and the cracks were as hideous as the fangs of a devil.
Soldiers within a radius of 80 meters could not escape this fatal impact. Many of them were blown away by the powerful air waves generated by the explosion before they even had time to react. Those soldiers standing on the city gate tower were directly bombarded by the shells. Their bodies were instantly torn apart in the explosion, and blood and flesh flew everywhere, which was a horrible sight.
After the explosion, everything seemed to be in a dead silence. The city gate tower had become a ruin, with bricks, stones and wood mixed together to form small hills. The cracks on the city wall were clearly visible, like shocking scars.
In this ruin, there is no longer a complete figure to be seen. Those once vibrant lives have now turned into wisps of light smoke and dissipated in the wind.
The cruelty of war was vividly highlighted at this moment, with blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and roars and wails all over the battlefield, like a slowly unfolding picture of war.